I’ve got a few dodgy Christmas gifts over the years, but you’ll never find me complaining.
They don’t make me cross, or even disappointed, it’s just another reason for a bit of a laugh.
Probably the worst in my family was when my grandmother, instead of throwing her household items out, just started giving us stuff as birthday or Christmas presents.
Anyway, one Christmas she gave my father, who was hopeless in the kitchen, a set of parfait spoon from the 1950s, still in their original packaging.
I can’t remember the last time I had a parfait, can you? Certainly the idea of my father whipping a delicately balanced parfait in his spare time is so unlikely it still makes me raise my eyebrows and shake my head.
Dad passed away 20 years ago, but every now and again the parfait spoons get gifted – yes, still in their original packaging – around the family.
A great favourite is to send them in the mail so you can’t immediately give them back.
So, lay it on us, what’s your Christmas gift ever? Bonus points if it was clearly cheap and nasty.
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